Bob Dylan - Its all over now baby blue

^E Y^Bou must leave now, take what you need, you th^Eink will last. But wha^Btever you wish to keep, you better gr^Eab it fast. Yo^Ander stands your o^Brphan with his g^Eun, ^ACrying like a fi^Bre in the s^Eun. ^AbLook out the saints are c^Aomin' th^Brough ^AbAnd it's all over n^Aow, B^Baby Bl^Eue. The h^Bighway is for gamblers, better use your s^Eense. ^BTake what you have gathered from coinc^Eidence. The em^Apty-handed pa^Binter from your str^Eeets Is dra^Awing crazy pat^Bterns on your sh^Eeets. ^AbThis sky, too, is folding un^Ader y^Bou And i^Abt's all over n^Aow, B^Baby B^Elue. ^BAll your seasick sailors, they are ro^Ewing home. ^BAll your reindeer armies, are all go^Eing home. ^AThe lover who j^Bust walked out your d^Eoor ^AHas taken all his b^Blankets from the fl^Eoor. ^AbThe carpet, too, is moving u^Ander y^Bou ^AbAnd it's all over n^Aow, B^Baby B^Elue. Leave your st^Bepping stones behind, something ca^Ells for you. ^BForget the dead you've left, they will not fo^Ellow you. The v^Aagabond who's ra^Bpping at your d^Eoor Is st^Aanding in the clo^Bthes that you once w^Eore. ^AbStrike another match, go st^Aart an^Bew ^AbAnd it's all over n^Aow, Ba^Bby B^Elue.